The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

Sebastian, this man was practically on

nothing in Quebec that he couldn’t get his hands on if he were willing to

this man finally returning

He had locked himself away for thirty years, but he

that North Hampton was about

fact that this man was willing to show himself once more meant

in South City started preparing for this man’s

City gathered along the twisting and turning roads of Mount Amethyst in two lines as they

Sebastian stood among them.

finally some people coming from the end of

had come down

an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion

was already 80 years old, his steps were

the ruler of Quebec,

called him by

he looked like any other esteemed figure, perhaps a

one would have connected him to the role of an underworld

there were four other people walking next to

a walking skeleton. His skin stretched taut over the angular

meters tall and looked like a human mountain.

head was completely bald. There were six scars on

completely normal, and nothing stood out about him. However, he was the most

Guards were an indestructible force in South